Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song N.A.D.A. , by - Second. Release date: 28.03.2011
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song N.A.D.A. , by - Second. N.A.D.A.(original) |
| Once meses, casi un año |
| Desde que aquel fino hilo se partió |
| Nos apartamos. |
| Te llamé ayer y quedamos |
| Que raro es verte desde el exilio |
| Ya me imagino, respondes |
| De pequeños aprendemos |
| Normas de comportamiento |
| Nada, valen nada |
| De mayores, aquí estamos, uno frente al otro |
| Ocurre nada. |
| Ya no hay nada lógico |
| Desvanezco en el asiento |
| Mientras te hablo de trabajo |
| Tú de viajes con amigos |
| ¿Te acuerdas de aquel verano? |
| Estoy a un metro. |
| Siento tu efecto |
| Quiero mirarte como antes |
| No hay densas nieblas, yo las invento |
| Bajo los ojos al suelo |
| De pequeños aprendemos |
| Normas de comportamiento |
| Nada, valen nada |
| De mayores, aquí estamos, uno frente al otro |
| Ocurre nada. |
| Ya no hay nada lógico |
| Veo que aun conservas locas ideas |
| Que mejorarán el mundo |
| No quiero marcharme |
| Y que parezca que la herida ya no sangra |
| Tengo tu pulso |
| Llevo tu pulso justo aquí |
| No quiero marcharme sin contarte |
| Que practicaré la esencia |
| Tengo tu pulso |
| Llevo tu pulso justo aquí |
| De mayores, aquí estamos |
| Uno frente al otro |
| Ocurre nada |
| Ya no hay nada lógico |
| (translation) |
| Eleven months, almost a year |
| Since that fine thread broke |
| We parted. |
| I called you yesterday and we arranged |
| How strange it is to see you from exile |
| I guess, you answer |
| As children we learn |
| rules of behavior |
| Nothing, they are worth nothing |
| Growing up, here we are, facing each other |
| nothing happens. |
| there is nothing logical anymore |
| I faint in the seat |
| while I talk to you about work |
| You travel with friends |
| Do you remember that summer? |
| I am one meter away. |
| I feel your effect |
| I want to look at you like before |
| There are no dense fogs, I invent them |
| I lower my eyes to the ground |
| As children we learn |
| rules of behavior |
| Nothing, they are worth nothing |
| Growing up, here we are, facing each other |
| nothing happens. |
| there is nothing logical anymore |
| I see you still have crazy ideas |
| that will improve the world |
| I don't want to leave |
| And that it seems that the wound no longer bleeds |
| I have your pulse |
| I carry your pulse right here |
| I don't want to leave without telling you |
| That I will practice the essence |
| I have your pulse |
| I carry your pulse right here |
| As adults, here we are |
| facing each other |
| nothing happens |
| there is nothing logical anymore |
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|---|---|
| Algo | 2006 |
| Horas de humo | 2006 |
| Erased World | 2006 |
| Caramelos envenenados | 2013 |
| Tu inocencia intacta | 2006 |
| Extenuación | 2013 |
| Fortune Day | 2006 |
| La barrera sensorial | 2013 |
| Her Diary | 2006 |
| La distancia no es velocidad por tiempo | 2013 |
| Espectador | 2013 |
| Lobotomizados | 2013 |
| You Are a Short Song | 2012 |
| Whisper It | 2012 |
| Behind the Pose | 2012 |
| Las serpientes | 2013 |
| Prototipo | 2011 |
| Aquella fotografía | 2011 |
| Demasiado soñadores | 2011 |
| Mañana es domingo | 2011 |